GENESIS 8........

by **Harry** Wed Aug 05, 2015 9:19 am

1 To Ælohim there came to mind

That Noah and each living kind

Remained alive within the ark.

And Ælohim made wind to pass

Upon the earth, above flood mark.

The waters decreased then en masse.

Ah my Beloved, my tongue remembers You

So often that my sleeping heart does too.

I whisper day and night Your lovely name,

And cantillate aloud each week the same.

Remembrance is the only faith I know,

And I remember You as my hours go.

Draw near, Beloved, and as in Noah's time,

Remember me, and give me words in rhyme

To praise Your lovely name with all my hours.

In truth my only being is the powers

Within Your whispered word creating me

From moment into moment secretly.

You are, though I should fail to speak Your fame.

I only am because You know my name.

2 The fountains of the deep were stopped

The heavenly windows' gates were dropped,

The rain from heaven at last restrained,

3 The flood receded, waters reined.

After the hundred fifty days

The flood had entered its last phase.

4 The seventh month, day seventeen

The floating ark at last was seen

To land on hills of Ararat.

5 And the waters decreased until

The tenth month, and the tenth of that,

Were seen the tops of highest hill.

I crave Your rains, Beloved, stop up no deep

Beneath my feet nor heavenly windows keep

From flowing unrestrained! Bless me once more

With all the waters, snows and dews in store!

Receding flood, I settle on the heights

Of Ararat to watch the brilliant lights

Newly disclosed since You have opened heaven.

I count the awesome stations up to seven.

Before, the veils of firmament between

My face and Yours kept glory hid, unseen.

After destruction of myself the sky

Is open wide, infinities pass by.

I gaze now undeterred on Self alone,

A galaxy in light before unknown.

6 It happened, after forty days,

That Noah opened up ablaze

The window of the ark he'd made,

7 Then sent a raven out, which stayed

In flight above receding sea

Until the winds had dried the lea.

8 He sent a dove also to see

If all the waters had receded

To leave the dry ground unimpeded.

9 But there was not a resting space

Where dove could put her foot in place,

So she returned into the ark,

Since water covered all the park,

And he put out his hand and took

Her in the ark to her own nook.

Remember, Lord of earth and sky, that I

Eternally spread tiring wings above

Seas stretching endlessly beneath the sky,

That I, despite my task, am but a dove.

Faint on the waiting watches of the night,

Oppressed by bending heads of false messiahs,

Rose red above the sea-sun’s signal-light,

How long must I reject the open, pious

Eyes of this world's hypocrisy, and wait?

Remember, Lord of sea and fish, that birds

Found rest and haven at the open gate

Of the sixth day. Make cease the wind and words.

Out of long noon and night create a jinn

To open up his heart and take me in.

10 He waited yet another while

To send the dove out for a mile

Around the ark. 11 The dove came back

At evening to him with a pack,

A fresh-plucked olive leaf in tow,

Stuck in her beak, and that would show

To Noah that the waters had

Receded from earth. He was glad.

12 He waited still another piece,

For seven days more, then to release

The dove again. This time the bird

Did not return. It might have erred.

The holy spirit is not one to beckon,

Nor does it come whenever I may reckon,

But finds its way across the desert air,

Dips to taste wonders that lie everywhere

Beneath its glowing wings, and then is gone.

So does it go at dusk and come at dawn.

The only gift Your spirit gives to me

Is just a single leaf from olive tree.

And yet that leaf reveals the secrets of

The cosmic journeys and the ways above

My earthly sight. The heavenly touch of bird

Renews the world, and makes earth at Your word

Return to pristine loveliness uprising

From its baptismal watering's devising.

13 The year six hundred one, the first

Month and first day it seems the worst

Was over, and the water dried

Up from the earth, so Noah lifted

The covering off the ark and shifted

His gaze and saw dry earth beside.

14 The second month, day twenty-seven

The earth was dry and clear and even.

15 Then Ælohim told Noah, saying

16 "Exit the ark, why are you staying?

Go out, both you, your wife and sons

And your sons' wives with benisons.

With animal and creeping thing I peep

Out of the ark to see what rocky, steep

And shining mountains water has created

Since wind and storm and flood have now abated.

The silence of the new and unbreathed air

Is broken by the raven's calling there.

I and the hedgehog sniff and nose short-sighted

Upon the daylight, ready, if affrighted,

To seek the further shadows of the ark.

My safety has within a year made dark

A haven. Now I learn as never then

To test the new and light for bogeymen.

The coast is clear. We both come out to frolic,

Forgetting times and spaces melancholic.

17 "Bring out with you each living thing

Of all flesh with you on a string:

Both birds and cattle, every creeper

To move on earth that's been made steeper.

Be fruitful, multiply and keep her."

18 So Noah went out, and his sons

His wife and his sons' wives, no nuns.

19 And every beast, creeper, and bird,

Whatever moved, or flew, or stirred,

Their families and all their kin

Went out the ark they had been in.

The soul comes first with fish according to

The divine word vouchsafed to the fine few,

And thus I learn humility before

The host of heaven and earth and what is more

Before my Self. Now here I find the fact

That families are not a human act,

But are the property of creeping thing.

It is not only humans can be king.

The creeping families come out of ark

Spread out in fur and scale around the park,

On four legs and on six and even eight,

And set up households with a curious mate.

Beloved, who sets each creature's family,

You have a home hearth waiting here in me.

20 Then Noah built a place of slaughter

When they at last had conquered water,

To sacrifice to YHWH clean beast

Of every sort, and bird, at least

The clean of those, and burnt them on

The altar. 21 YHWH, in orison,

Smelled sweet aroma. So He said,

Said YHWH within His heart and head,

"Never shall I curse anymore

The ground for man's sake as before,

Since every thought that comes to mind

Of man is evil from his youth,

So now I am at last resigned

Not to destroy life more in truth.

22 "While earth remains, seedtime for planting

And harvest, cold and heat, I'm granting,

And summer's light and winter's peace,

And day and night shall never cease."

Smell, my Beloved, aromas sweet and pure,

Though that breath by which I speak is not sure,

And often reeks of garlic and the stench

That age imposes, yet from my marked bench

I raise a sacrifice that's living still.

From breath to breath my sacrifices will

Ascend and hope to find Your saving grace

Until my body is acquired for space

Upon the gallows floor for one last turn

Before it's set alight and made to burn.

Despite the low imaginations of

My simple heart, make it a heart of love,

While my days cold and hot continue here,

And my nights sleep or wake without a fear.
GENESIS 8........ Cleardot

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